Phrixus

Lawrence Carter

This time it’s for eternity,
Strictly speaking, it should be called belief,
I was wrong when I said I didn’t.
We humans,
          With our limited perspective,
Are being stuffed with garbage.
Which one did I punch the band leader?
We should probably not meet again,
A man apart, devoted to his mission.
All we want is to bring them democracy;
There is no skill to what he does,
That’s the way things used to be.
Honestly, I just want to be friends,
Pure loyalty takes years to build.
Some of those things love me back,
No drugs of any kind shall come into this house.
Why would you hasten to such a conclusion?
Could my zeal no respite know,
The picture will paint itself,
And then what do you say?
Falling to the ground and tossing hysterically,
Not by hatred of the oppressors.
Everything must finally be made comprehensible.